Wednesday evening (5/18)
No treadmill today. Dad was a little depressed when I got to his place, and we had an appointment at the optician at 6pm. I took his out there, playing it unsafe by letting him ride in the passenger seat upfront (after this sort of surgery, the impact of an airbag on the patient's chest can severely mess up the sutures that are keeping the bones in place).
It was an uneventful ride, followed by an uneventful checkup.
As is our wont, we had a misunderstanding about where he wanted to pick up dinner, which added some time to the evening. But we got him taken care of.
Neither of us won the lottery Tuesday night, and I made sure to get the skin off his damned KFC that evening (answering THAT question from my previous post).
Sorry if I sound down. It feels like Dad's in "slog" mode. He said he was coughing up a storm this morning from the pollen in the air, and it flat-out exhausted him. I hope to get him treadmilling for 20 minutes tomorrow night. Jim Cramer's Mad Money show has been our workout entertainment.
That guy looks like a walking ad for bypass surgery, when he starts his "lightning round" of phone callers.
It was an uneventful ride, followed by an uneventful checkup.
As is our wont, we had a misunderstanding about where he wanted to pick up dinner, which added some time to the evening. But we got him taken care of.
Neither of us won the lottery Tuesday night, and I made sure to get the skin off his damned KFC that evening (answering THAT question from my previous post).
Sorry if I sound down. It feels like Dad's in "slog" mode. He said he was coughing up a storm this morning from the pollen in the air, and it flat-out exhausted him. I hope to get him treadmilling for 20 minutes tomorrow night. Jim Cramer's Mad Money show has been our workout entertainment.
That guy looks like a walking ad for bypass surgery, when he starts his "lightning round" of phone callers.
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